not strong
I wrestle
I struggle
The tide that should not be
Seems like I'm up against an element
Similar to time
Irreversible
Unchangeable
I'm not geared up as
I'm supposed to be
Where's my courage?
Where's my faith?
God, I know you're there
I need You
Desperate
Not moving Stagnant in the comfort of loneliness
Passion-less
Restore the devastation
Of what the locust have eaten
What the enemy has stolen
If You can use anything, Lord
Use me
I echo the voice of others
I'm not strong
But I have God
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